"Do it!" Jin Shi Zhenren and Jia Rudao glanced at each other, and suddenly there was a storm, and the two of them sacrificed their lower grade magic weapons together, and at the moment when Mo Wentian took out the Xuanjin Shield to resist, the two immediately dodged and fled. [Literature]

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, and he released a dungeon technique to trap Xu Tianji in the rock enchantment, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow, even if it was an ordinary dungeon technique, with Mo Wentian's magic power, he could be trapped inside.

At the same time as casting the spell, Mo Wentian waved Zuo Yu and sacrificed the immortal rope, the rope winded in mid-air, the bell lock made a burst of sounds, and all the Qi refining stage disciples present had a headache, sitting on the ground and covering their ears with their hands.

Na Jia seems to have an injury on his leg, where can he escape far? I only felt that my consciousness was a little washed, and I fell to the ground, and was immediately bound tightly by a rope.

In an instant, Jin Shi Zhenren had already escaped nearly a hundred zhang away, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes, locked his position tightly, and scolded coldly: "Dingxing Technique!" Decide! ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Wentian turned into a brilliance, and the whole person disappeared, but the next moment he flashed behind Jin Shi Zhenren.

When Jin Shi Zhenren heard the movement behind him, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't know what kind of spell Lu Dao was casting, and he actually escaped from a distance of fifty zhang in an instant.

"Huh! , A look of surprise flashed on Mo Wentian's face, and he continued to lock his position, and firmly chased after him with the Fixing Technique.

A frightened look flashed on the face of the Jinshi real person, as if he was stimulating the potential of his body, and continued to spit out a mouthful of blood, escaping a distance of forty zhang.

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth flashed with a sneer, he had already seen that Jinshi Zhenren was already at the end of the crossbow, although it was a spell with spatial attributes, but it was obviously not very proficient, every time it was cast, it had to be at the cost of damaging the vitality, and the distance that could be moved was not as good as the previous one.

With the power of Mo Wentian's fixed action technique, he can instantly pursue within a hundred zhang range, a look of despair flashed on Jin Shi Zhenren's face, and he suddenly stopped, turned around and said viciously on his face: "Master Mo, leave people in their own way, but also leave a way for yourself to live, don't force people too much!" ”

Mo Wentian stepped forward slowly, and said with a sneer: "Jinshi Zhenren, if it is a change of place, such a great opportunity, will you spare your life?" ”

Jin Shi Zhenren thought about it carefully, and said in a bitter voice: "Let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles, and it is impossible to make a decision!" ”

Mo Wentian Ha Da Lu laughed, and said with a disdainful expression: "Yes, this seat does not have the kindness of a woman, but why should I spare your life?" ”

A resolute look flashed in Jin Shi Zhenren's eyes, and he said in a vicious voice: "Sect Master Mo, you will regret making such a decision!" You'll regret it! The real person wants to burn with you! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched a strange spell in both hands, and suddenly said violently: "Little magic spell, Huoyan Kungang!" ”

Minor magic spells? Mo Wentian's face changed, the small magic spell requires incomparably majestic mana, and the real person who builds the foundation can exert the power of ** Cheng with all his strength, and the real person in the middle stage of the foundation can only exert the power of thirty percent, don't look at the small thirty percent, but it can completely kill the monks of the same level, and the power is really unimaginable. [Literature]

The Huoyan Kungang small magic spell obtained by Jin Shi Zhenren is not a complete cheat, but has a defect that is difficult to make up, the original magic spell is to be cast with burning mana, but he has to use it at the cost of burning life vitality, so he is not willing to cast this spell unless he has to.

Huoyan Kungang, Kunshan jade, Gangri mountain stones, jade are all burned, how strong is the flame? The thousand-year-old cold stone will turn into boiling molten slurry, the 10,000-year-old ice will become steaming heat, the real people in the early stage of foundation building will be directly burned to ashes, and the real people in the middle stage of foundation building will be burned alive and seriously injured even if they are not dead.

In an instant, the air of the entire canyon quickly became hot, the trees burned in an instant, and a flock of winter birds that swept through the canyon suddenly fell, and all of them turned into scorched earth in an instant.

Bursts of green smoke rose and the whole earth seemed to burn, the earth gradually turned red, the hard rock melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the earth seemed to become a river of molten lava.

Hundreds of zhang away, Jia Yidao, who was trapped by the immortal rope, his clothes began to catch fire, his skin quickly dried up, and the smell of burning began to come from his flesh and blood, he rolled on the ground in pain, and roared: "Master Mo, kill me quickly!" Kill me quickly! Please! ”,

In the early days of foundation building, it was difficult for ordinary flames to burn the skin, but the power of the small magic spell was endless, even if Jia Rudao was a hundred feet away from the center of the flame, it was difficult to resist at all.

One hundred and fifty zhang away, the array of the Great Array of Plants and Trees had been completely destroyed, and the scene inside was fully revealed, and there were hundreds of corpses on the ground, and the blood gathered into a river, but all the blood was evaporated, and the corpses had all been burned, and they turned into ashes in an instant.

The thirty or so disciples who still survived inside couldn't tell whether they were from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance or Feiyunmen at this time? Their whole bodies burned with flames, and they rolled frantically on the ground, letting out heart-rending screams, and in an instant they dissolved into the ground, becoming a rolling molten slurry.

Three hundred zhang away, the disciples of the six sects were quickly wrapped in the heat wave, and it seemed that the water in their bodies was losing rapidly, even without the order of the master, they all retreated in a hurry, and some of the disciples who were slow to react, the flames on their clothes rose, but they were burned to minor injuries.

The snow in Qingniu Mountain is melting rapidly, some of the trees that are green in winter are withering rapidly, and the animals hibernating in the ground are hastily burrowing out of the ground and migrating rapidly.

Jin Shi Zhenren's whole body burst into flames, his skin and bones were all burning, and his miserable voice roared: "Master Mo, this seat will be burned with your jade!" Burn the jade! ”

"Really?" The cold voice broke the heat wave, Mo Wentian was dressed in white, and his whole body exuded a cold breath, as if he was walking on the ground that had turned into molten slurry, and the place where he stepped on it would condense into cold frozen soil.

Jin Shi Zhenren looked at him in disbelief, the flames had completely burned half of his face, but he stared at him with the remaining eye, and a look of astonishment flashed in it, as if he had forgotten the pain of the burning fire.

Mo Wentian suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a cold flame from it, it was a white flame, which was constantly jumping, exuding an endless cold air, as if it was the source of all cold.

Jin Shi Zhenren's only remaining eye was immediately frozen, and in an instant, his whole body quickly froze like an ice sculpture, and the molten slurry on the ground quickly receded in temperature, as if it had become a thousand-year-old frozen ground cold stone, and the cold breath drove away all the heat waves, and the bone-chilling cold quickly filled the entire Qingniu Mountain.

Jia Yidao, a hundred zhang away, has been frozen into an ice sculpture, time seems to be frozen in an instant, and his face is terrifying when the flames are burning.

The disciples of the six sects, who retreated five or six hundred zhang away, seemed to feel that they were in the cold and snow, the blood in their bodies began to flow slowly, and their bodies gradually stiffened, and the meridians seemed to be frozen, but fortunately, they were all elite disciples above the sixth level of qi refining, and with such a cold and bone-chilling qi, the monks of the fourth layer of qi refining would be frozen to death in an instant.

The entire Qingniu Mountain was shrouded in cold air, the stream after the snow melted had been completely frozen, the waterfall that had been flowing had frozen into a huge ice skate, and the animals that had migrated were all blankly stopped, looking at the cold Qingniu Mountain in an instant.

Mo Wentian slowly withdrew Zhu Rong Bingyan into his abdomen, the entire earth quickly recovered, the air began to warm up rapidly, and Jin Shi Zhenren and Jia Yidao were as soft as mud on the ground, and they had turned into cold ashes.

Mo Wentian's face was a little pale, and the mana in his body was almost gone, although he had Zhurong Ice Flame, but he only had a high-level spell like Lianzhu Flame, but he could not fully exert the effect of Zhurong Ice Flame, so it was better to use the Brahma Ri Sword to quickly kill the other party.

In order to resist the small magic spell of Jinshi Zhenren, Mo Wentian did not hesitate to lose his vitality, and all the power of Zhu Rong's ice flame face was stimulated, although it burned the other party into ice slag in an instant, but without more than ten days of recovery, it was difficult for him to recover his vitality.

He walked forward quickly, took down the treasure bag of the Jinshi real person, and then came back to put away Jia Yidao's treasure bag, his divine sense swept around, and stepped forward in turn, collecting all the treasure bags of all the real people who had fallen here, and there were nine treasure bags.

That Xu Tianji was not dead yet, but at this time he was dying, he lay quietly on the ground with his face sideways, watching Mo Wentian put away all the loot, slowly walked towards him, his feet stopped in front of his face and no longer moved, and said in a cold voice: "Master Xu, do you have any last words?" ”

Xu Tianji coughed lightly, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and he said with difficulty: "Master Mo, how about I ask you for something?" ”

Mo Wentian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Say it! In addition to sparing your life, if this seat can do it, it will surely fulfill your last wish. ，！

Xu Tianji nodded slowly, and said in a bitter voice: "The old man just hopes that if Master Mo breaks through the mountain gate of this sect, don't slaughter the incense of this sect, those ordinary disciples, I hope that Master Mo can save their lives." ”

Leader Mo Wentian nodded, and then agreed: "Master Xu, if they give up resistance, you promise that you will not kill them at will. ”

Xu Tianji's face flashed with a look of relief, as if he had let go of all his thoughts, his head hung down, and there was no longer any breath, until he was completely dead, his face was as peaceful as wanting to fall asleep.

Xu Tianji, the famous head of Yunzhou, the evergreen tree of Qinghe County, after hundreds of years of silent practice, read the vicissitudes of Qinghe County for a hundred years, and dedicated his life to Feiyunmen, but he fell in Qingniu Mountain.